After nearly a month of long journey, he finally returned to that familiar place. Looking at the familiar town, Yang Shaohua couldn't help but smile, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but crack. Yang Shaohua came back a year later, and too many things happened this year.

He looked up and glanced at the huge words "Qingyang Town" above the city gate. He couldn't help but stop. Looking at the city gate, he could vaguely hear the noisy life coming from the dull passage. He let out a sigh of relief and murmured to himself, "I, Yang Shaohua, are back!"

He didn't walk into the town and looked at the complicated streets ahead. He couldn't help but feel deeply moved. The town has not changed much in the past two years, and it has not even been much different. However, for Yang Shaohua, it has changed a lot. This year he has matured a lot and his appearance has changed a lot.

Feeling the faint warmth of returning home, Yang Shaohua couldn't help but take a deep breath, walked forward, and according to his memory, he came to an inn and bought some food and wine, packed it and left. He did not return to the Yang family but went to the cliff of Qinglong Mountain.

"Sister Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Shaohua had just left, and two teenagers came from afar. The boy in a tight pink dress couldn't help but look at the figure, but the girl next to him who looked eleven or twelve years old showed curiosity on her face.

"It's okay, Xin'er, I've been shopping today, I'll take you home!"

The girl's face showed a hint of joy, and she picked up the girl and walked into the depths of the town.

Outside the town, Yang Shaohua looked at the familiar mountain road and showed a smile on his face. He had been walking on this road for countless years, and the familiar feeling couldn't help but rise. His steps were fast or slow or slow, and he was erratic. If someone was here, he would be surprised. This person was a few meters away in one step!

Before I could give it, I came to the place where I was surrounded by souls. After two years of wind and frost, there was no change. If so, the grass here grew taller. "Qinger, my brother has come to see you. It's been two years, but I don't know where you are?"

Yang Shaohua placed the wine and food he brought next to the cliff, took out a jar of wine, sprinkled it on the ground, and then took a sip!

However, no one answered him, only a gust of breeze hit him gently stroked his cheek.

Yang Shaohua has no way to relieve his alcoholism. During the past two years, Yang Shaohua has been practicing all the time and keeps his spirit at the highest alert state. No one has been so relaxed under any circumstances.

After three rounds of drinking, the powerful alcohol gushed up. Then he roared wildly at the bottom of the cliff, constantly venting his dissatisfaction. If Yang Zhanhai had not protected Yang Bin, he would have killed Yang Bin at his feet to avenge Qing'er. However, as time went by, the hatred in Yang Shaohua's heart faded a lot. Even if he was killed, Qing'er would not have been resurrected.

"Who feels trespassing the Yang family's important location!"

A figure rushed from a distance and punched Yang Shaohua in anger.

boom……

Yang Shaohua did not fight back, but a silver light rose on the outside of his body, directly resisting the opponent's attack. This is the consequence of Yang Shaohua's practice of "Chaos Dragon Cultivation Art". Since the combination of mental skills and martial arts, the silver dragon rebounded and protected the body independently.

The man suddenly felt a force he wanted to fight back from the boy in front of him, as if he was hitting a side of steel, his arms kept numb, and then he flew backwards and hit the big tree behind him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He looked at the boy in front of him with a slight fear in his eyes. He knew his strength very well. In the middle stage of the warrior, he could be said to be strong in the entire Qingyang Town, but he could not even get to the boy in front of him, and was even injured by the boy.

"Where do you think this is here?"

The boy only felt a flash in front of him. The boy who was originally standing ten meters away actually disappeared. Then a cold sound rang in his ears, and the sound seemed to crawl out of the ground, making his body feel cold.

"This is the important place for our Yang family. I will tell you who know the truth quickly, otherwise you will be chased by the entire Yang family!"

The young man felt clever in his heart, and his body jumped five meters away, looking at the boy in front of him with a gloomy face. At this time, he even made preparations for sacrifice.

"What is the Yang family? Is it important? Why do you have to do this hypocritical trick when everyone dies!"

Yang Shaohua glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth, showed a bitter smile, turned around and left, not making things difficult for the young man.

Looking at the young man leaving, the young man breathed a deep breath. Since he was ordered to guard the place, he had encountered such a powerful opponent? He even felt like an ant in the eyes of the other party just now.

Looking at the disappearing boy, the young man's face was gloomy and calm and he went straight to the Yang family...

Yang Shaohua walked through the familiar street, then paused slightly, looked up at the courtyard at the end of the street, and there was a huge plaque hanging on the door of the courtyard with two huge words "Yang Family".

Looking at these two words, Yang Shaohua took a deep breath and felt much quieter. No matter what this place had been here before, no matter how much it did to hurt him, this place was always his home, and he also needed to return to the ancestral hall to worship his mother.

His eyes swept around the Yang family. It was much more depressed than before he left. It could be said that it was extremely deserted, and there were no guards standing in front of the door.

"how so?"

Yang Shaohua couldn't help but frowned tightly. After thinking carefully for a moment, his eyes became colder and walked forward. As soon as he was about to step in, he was heard from the yard with a cold and angry voice.

"Who is this? This is Yang's Mansion and cannot trespass!"

After hearing the sound, Yang Shaohua couldn't help but pause, raised his head and looked at the source of the sound. Next to the gate was a young man. He was about ten years old and looked at Yang Shaohua with anger.

"Who are you?"

Yang Shaohua's eyes swept across the boy, searching for the previous memories, then he grinned slightly, and smiled gently, his face became much softer. He took a breath and said with a smile, "You are the younger brother of the little fat man Yang Hao, Yang Hong, it's been two years, and it's really a big change!"

The boy was slightly stunned, his body was obviously stunned, his eyes swept across the man, looking at the slightly familiar face, his brows frowned slightly, and he lowered his head to think.

After pondering for a long time, Yang Hong seemed to remember something, his face changed and changed, his body trembled, and his face was full of surprise.

"Brother Yang Shaohua, is it really you? Are you back?"

The name Yang Shaohua instantly sounded in Yang Hong's heart, and he was extremely excited because the name Yang Shaohua can be said to be the legend of the Yang family. Its instant rise has become a very dazzling star in Qingyang Town. However, at that time he resolutely left the Yang family. Of course, these Yang family still don't know about it, but there are some news that many Yang family feel sorry for their feelings after they know it.

"You kid, you're so tall after two years of missing, you're almost an adult, but you're too thin compared to your brother, so you should make up for it!"

Yang Shaohua said with a smile.

"Brother Yang laughed at me, there is no way. Although the Yang family looks brilliant now, it can no longer compare with before. It's good to have enough food!"

Yang Hong took a deep breath and suddenly became lonely.

"How could this happen? Our Yang family is also a big family in Qingyang Town, but it is so depressed?"

Yang Shaohua frowned slightly, and it seemed that he didn't want to see big things happening the most.

"I don't know this either. By the way, Brother Yang will leave when he comes back this time?"

Yang Hong shook his head slightly. These things can only be touched by the upper class of the family, and they are not accessible to them, such as the lower class disciples.

"I'll come back this time to worship my mother, and I'll leave after that!"

Yang Shaohua was in no mood to pay attention to the success, king and defeat of the Yang family. Although this was his former home, there was not so much family affection here at the moment when his mother passed away.

When Yang Hong heard Yang Shaohua's words, his face became lonely and made way for Yang Shaohua.

My body was slightly straightened and walked towards the ancestral hall in the backyard.

After passing through several paths, we finally arrived at a relatively spacious hall where the Yang family ancestors were neatly placed. Looking at these tablets, Yang Shaohua bowed, which represented the respect for them. If there were no them, he would not have been.

Then his eyes fell into the ranking in the corner, his eyes turned red, his body trembled, he knelt down, and kowtowed three times lightly.

"Brother Yang is really you. Are you really back?"

Not long after, a familiar sound came from outside, and the sound echoed throughout the ancestral hall like an oriole.

Yang Shaohua didn't move. The moment the man entered the ancestral hall, he knew who the person was.

"Have you been doing well in the past two years?"

It was Yang Jing who came, and she looked at the familiar figure and her eyes became rosy. After seeing it on the street, she thought it was dazzled, but just now she met Yang Hong, and the little guy told me about Yang Shaohua's return.

"fine!"

Yang Shaohua took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, turned slowly, and looked at the familiar figure. He had to get up from the girl. If it weren't for her slap, he might have been deposited in grief, or he was already a beggar lying on the street, making a living by drinking every day.

"Brother Yang!"

The moment Yang Shaohua turned around, Yang Jing finally couldn't help it, jumped up, hugged Yang Shaohua, and started crying.

"Okay, you are already a big girl. How bad is it to cry in front of the ancestors and ancestors?"

Yang Shaohua gently stroked Yang Jing's black hair with his hands and couldn't help but comfort him.

"Hate!"

As he said that, he broke free from Yang Shaohua's arms, bowed to the god, and then pulled Yang Shaohua outward.

"You have lost a lot of weight!"

After they came out, the two started chatting, and Yang Shaohua couldn't help but smile.

"Of course, should you be thinner? Isn't that more beautiful? By the way, will you leave when you come back this time?"

Yang Jing's face turned red and she said with a lot of light.

"I'm just coming back to see it and I'll leave!"

Yang Shaohua nodded and said.

The two chatted like this for a long time and a lot of them, such as Yang Shaohua had encountered something over the years, but they naturally avoided some things and didn't say them.

These things are considered understatement in Yang Shaohua's air, but in Yang Jing's eyes, it seems like she is so imaginary, because she has never walked that far in her life.

"Sister Yang is not doing well. Those guys are coming again, saying that they will make the marriage here today!"

At this time, Yang Hong's voice came from outside, and then the thin figure rushed from a distance and said anxiously as he looked at the two people in the yard.
Chapter completed!